Monday, October 24, 2005

Words...

I was watching a film. They were standing in front of her door for only the second time in four months. He was telling her how a small sentence she had spoken to him earlier in their relationship had changed his life. Her expression was confused. He smiled and then answered with a random and yet perfect reply, “I will protect you.”
One sentence – this was not the sentence she had spoken to him. Instead, it was what she needed to hear for change in her own life. Through hearing it, she realized how something as small as one sentence can have a huge impact.

As a woman, I can concur that is a powerful statement. “I love you,” seems over-used. To be honest, those three words do not capture my heart near as much as the four. Many times I have heard people confess their love to another. Even I have exchanged this sentiment. Yet, I have never heard or experienced someone confessing their desire to protect. Perhaps, this desire or action comes with love, but to hear it teased out as a primary focus is moving beyond expectations.

Words can be extremely powerful; they can break or build. Controlling the tongue is a great and never ceasing challenge, in part because it is the outpour of our hearts. To control words, one must first take captive the thoughts, feelings, and actions that surround them. Some have separated their words from these other parts, but what they speak no longer carries any power at all. One who speaks empty words has not controlled their tongue. Rather it has gained control of them and suppressed their abilities.
I would like to hear someone verbalize their desire to protect me, but only if their “yes mean yes and their no means no.”
There is no more strength in my heart for empty or false words.

My friend is currently reading a John Eldridge book about a woman’s heart. I think the title is …. something something Captivated. ?
As she was summarizing different exerts from the book for me, I realized that it was an elaboration on many points mentioned in one of his other books, “Wild at Heart.” What she is reading sounds insightful. Still I don’t desire to further explore my vulnerabilities at this point.

How many people allow themselves to delve into the deeper longings they have for this life? I would presume that the people who do become wiser and more saddened. As I have concluded many times………Most great writers, poets, artists etc… experienced extreme sorrow, burdens, and dismay. What is our lot?

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